001://Action + Broadcast

[willak]

Who: Raylene Carter & the good folks of the SS Paisley
Broadcast: To SS Paisley
Action: SS Paisley
When: RIGHT NOW



Hallway

The SS Paisley was a little cramped, and a little crowded, but it was better than Tyson and that was what she held all her standards to. It allowed her to feel like something shitty wasn't actually that bad. As long as it wasn't Hillbilly Holler, it was good.

Well. Almost.

Ray was finding the hallways a bit of an issue, whenever folks needed to get through it - if they had more than just their own body it meant someone had to duck into a room. At least sticking to the walls meant foot traffic could single file their way down. But forget it if there was more than just two people though.

Ray wasn't interested in getting closer than she needed to to someone else, so she pressed her back up against the wall when she saw someone else approaching and gestured back the way she came.

"Go ahead."

Bunk Problems - Broadcast to Paisley Crew

Ray doesn't know how to tell everyone to come to the same part of the ship. She also doesn't know how to convince anyone to give her her own bunk.

So she'll just. Say it. Through a video. Because that's easier than tracking everyone down and herding them like cats.

"I'm not sleeping on the floor."

There. Do with that what you will Paisley crew.

Armory

Ray doesn't think much of it when she heads into the armory one day. About the knowledge that's now in her head and muscles. She goes through the inventory admiring the guns, and figures she might as well clean and dismantle them to get used to it and be useful.

She takes one one of the automatic weapons down from it's place on the wall and is... a little startled at the speed with which she managed it.

"Didn't think Pinky's lessons would help that much...," she murmured to herself before straightening out the pieces on the work surface.

Time to look for something to clean it with.

Kitchen

No more pb&j. Ever again. She had enough of that on the Marsiva. But getting used to this 'flavoring' business was really... weird.

She'd been sticking to mixing chicken flavor with other suitable things just to make it taste less fake, but eventually she had gotten a little more creative out of need for variety.

Still. 'Unflavored'?

Ray looks towards the closest person and sneers in an aside, "So what the hell does 'unflavored' taste like?"

She's brave - but there's no way she's trying it first.

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Comments

action; bunk problems

[theshabbiestofmen]

[The Paisley isn't enormous, and so Remus experiences an odd duel-echo as Raylene makes that blunt little message. Are they over capacity, then? Odd, but not entirely a problem. He sighs and climbs to his feet-- he'd been reading in his bed, but he's read the book before.]

You don't have to.

[Mildly said, as the twenty-one year old comes into the kitchen area. He's scarred and tired-looking, but not half as bad as he used to be.]

I'll share with James, if you'd like. As you're new and all. A please would be nice, though.

I'm so sorry Remus

[willak]

[Ray doesn't say please like he wants her too - she'll never get around to it either - she's too caught up on the fact that he just...is letting her have his bunk with no expectations.

There's a catch. There has to be.]

Seriously?

[If she sounds dubious that's because she is. Extremely. Clearly this guy wants something in return right?]

she's nicer than loki or theon ok

[theshabbiestofmen]

[A shrug.]

Kidnapping is ordeal is enough. It seems cruel to push you into sleeping on the floor as well. Besides, they'll expand the ship soon enough. They usually do. Though-- and I can't emphasize this enough-- please don't just bark out what you want. We're all more than willing to help; we're all in the same position.

sad standards

[willak]

[Raylene's mouth twists in consideration. She seems to be reevaluating the guy until -

he mentions barking.

She can't help but laugh. It's surprised out of her in a yelp and she swallows it down in a smile, like he told her an inappropriate joke.]

Alright. No barking.

[theshabbiestofmen]

[His mouth twists-- he has his own joke regarding barking, thank you, and they'll have to talk about that eventually, but--

For now, he offers a hand.]

Remus Lupin.

[Werewolf McWerwolf, at your service.]

[willak]

[For a second, it looks like she isn't going to shake his hand but... well, he's being nice. For now.

The least she could do was return the courtesy. Until proven otherwise she'd have to treat everyone like she treated Pinky. Or...

no not like him. Never like Hector.

She shakes it firmly, but snatches her hand back quickly like a child being dared to touch something gross.]

Raylene Carter.

[Miss. Not!Werewolf , pleased to meet you.]

[theshabbiestofmen]

[He ignores the way she snatches her hand. They've all demons, god knows, and it doesn't help to be nitpicky.]

Has anyone told you about the rest of the crew?

[She needs to know, after all, and the sooner, the better.]

[willak]

No? What's their deal?

[It sounds a lot better than 'what's wrong with them?'. Which is what she's thinking.]

[theshabbiestofmen]

Our deal, really. Er--

[This is still very difficult to just say, but better she knows now than hearing it from someone else.]

A lot of us-- the majority, in fact-- are . . . different. Than regular humans. For example, I'm a, ah, werewolf. And wizard.

[willak]

[The surprise on her face only lasts a few seconds before she devolves into questions. Which might not be strange for this sort of reveal, but she's seen some weird shit. Done some weird shit.

If this is real she feels more comfortable already. All the humans she knows are assholes.]

You're...

[She's only a wolf in her dreams. But it was real enough to affect her in her waking moments. The pack she lead was real, the unicorns she killed were real... just not in her world.]

like in real life?

[This is exciting!]

[theshabbiestofmen]

Very much so.

[Her expression is excited, not disgusted, and so Remus doesn't immediately withdraw-- but old habits die hard. Wariness is still etched on his features, but he doesn't bolt.]

I, ah, usually change at the end of the month. But I'm not the only supernatural creature in the fleet, nor the only magic-user. James-- my friend, the one I'm going to kip with-- he's a wizard as well.

[ Video — Bunk Problems ] [ + bonus other options ]

[axeboyfriend]

[ Shinjiro presses the button to his communicator after considering his option for a moment. ]

I can find a corner of floor somewhere to sleep.

[ Hell, he'd lived in an alley for two years. This was probably cleaner, at least. ]

[ Med Baby / Science Lab ]

Let's see if there's anything that I—

[ Shinjiro moves around the room with an assurance that would tend to indicate that he knows what he's doing in this place, if nowhere else. He's takin stock of everything in here, moving things neatly so as to not mess up whatever system of organization the other Lab Support officer may have going on in here. ]

[ Hallway ]

[ For his part, Shinjiro seems to have decided to explore the layout of his new living quarters. He's checking out each room that doesn't seem to be a bedroom, at the very least glancing through the door and getting an idea of what it is before he moves on. He doesn't actually greet anyone, he just shuffles by them, his shoulders slightly hunched and his hands tucked into a red pea coat. ]

[ Kitchen ]

[ Shinjiro drags a hand over his face as he looks at the different gel texture options available. ]

And here I thought Aather was bad... At least they had real food.

[ Honestly, how the hell is he supposed to cook without any food options? The kitchen, cooking... it had been one of the few sources of pleasure he'd allowed himself to indulge in. ]

[willak]

[She doesn't really know how to ... respond. After all, she's never exactly figured out how to explain her own status. Hell, she doesn't even know if she's human still. Or if she ever was.]

Well, you can add another weirdo to the roster.

[She's only ever explained this to Pinky and that was only after they had shared a dream and hunted together.]

Video

[willak]

No worries, I got an offer.

Re: Video

[axeboyfriend]

[ Shinjiro blinks and his mouth parts slightly, momentarily taken aback. His face quickly smooths back into a neutral expression. ]

Well, at least that solves the issue, then.

[ He can't say he's not relieved, at least. Beds are more comfortable. ]

[willak]

[Ray remembers Remus told her to be nice - and she's not interested in making the people she lives with hate her so... being nice.]

Thanks for the offer though.

[See? Nice.]

[axeboyfriend]

[ He shrugs. ]

It's not a problem.

[ Well, she's doing perfectly fine by his standards. ]

[theshabbiestofmen]

I don't know if I'd call us weirdos . . .

[A quiet demur, but he's smiling at her, waiting for her to go on.]

[willak]

[Ray tilts her head in a shrug, sort of worming around saying it because, well:]

I never met anyone else who wasn't just... regular. Before.

[The urge to fall back into her country drawl and 'aint' instead of well... literally anything else is strong. Coming here shocked her out of her normal habits of faking being vapid and a silly country girl for just long enough to make going back a stupid choice.

Pinky in her head tells her she can't take the Tyson out of the girl. She starts talking to stop thinking about her more than anything else.]

It's sort of complicated, and a long story... but I don't think I've been human - completely human - for a good fifteen years.

[There. Words. She used them.]

[theshabbiestofmen]

Well. You're in good company, god knows.

[He offers her another smile, warm and accepting (he can be accepting of others, anyway, if not himself).]

What are you, then?

[willak]

A wolf?

[She's quick to follow the admission up with a disclaimer, however.]

Not like you, though. It's... [Ray sighs, and as an aside to herself mutters something like 'this is going to sound so stupid']

I can only do it when I'm dreaming.

[And here comes the 'sure crazy lady'...]

[theshabbiestofmen]

[He tips his head-- curious, yeah, but not incredulous.]

How do you mean?

[willak]

I mean --

[Hm. This is going to be complicated.]

There's ... there's this place you can only go to when you're asleep. All sorts of special things live there.

[Like unicorns.]

I just.. started dreaming I was a wolf. I didn't pick it, I didn't want it. It just happened. And it was real. Real as I'm talkin' to you right now.

[Just talking about it gets her excited and the drawl kicks in to stomp on the hard consonants.]

So. You gonna tell me I'm out of it?

[She doesn't care that he only just told her he was a wizard and a werewolf, or that the Paisley was mostly inhuman. Or even that she was in space right now. ]

[willak]

[You're good people Shinjiro.]

If you say so. I know a lot of people wouldn't be so alright with it.

[theshabbiestofmen]

No.

[Simply said, and he sits down at one of the chairs. He waves a hand towards one of the others, inviting her to sit.]

I'm a man who turns into a wolf once a month; I hardly have room to talk about madness. I can't say it's anything I've heard of before-- but that doesn't make it, or your experiences, any less valid or true.